I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Boom!

Dirts were blown into air, scattering throughout the battlefield like countless brown pines.

The whistling tungsten rods sketched white trajectories in the sky. They instantly rained down destruction as if they didn’t cost any money. The rods littered the line of defense created by Arrow Mercenaries, crushed the concrete bunker into a million pieces, smashed the pavement into deep pits, and filled the trenches up…

With a scream, the horn of the counterattack was blown. The militants in the second formation rushed out from the woods and bunkers following T72 main battle tanks. They launched an assault.

The armor rammed over the rugged bushes, the belts’ roar echoed on the ground, and the smoke from the gunfire dyed the sky to a pale white. With the meteors falling from the sky, the militant’s infantries stepped over the first line of defense outside the Red Army Village.

Behind them were the ruins of a reinforced concrete bunker.

On the concrete bunker, there was a daunting fracture. The cement shattered like glass and the steel skeleton used as the supporting structure was broken into several sections. As for the soldiers and mercenaries, not a single corpse was intact.

There was no back-and-fourth fight, only sporadic exchanges of fire.

The torn defense line was like a collapsed dam; there was no coming back.

The damage of space-based weapons was not only reflected in the damage to structures and weapons but also in the enemy’s mental fortitude. The real warrior might not be afraid of bullets from their enemy, but against a disaster that struck without warning, the fragility of all people was the same.

The Ukrainian Army and Arrow Mercenaries were forced into the urban area after the start of the war.

The two orbital airborne brigades led the offense. The soldiers armed to the teeth rode in assault vehicles. After entering the city, they released the Hummingbird drones equipped and engaged in crossfire with the elite soldiers of Arrow.

The soldiers on both sides were fueled by blood. The smoke of war filled the streets. With the roars of tanks, the militants and Celestial Trade pierced the urban area from three directions.

In a building, several Arrow mercenaries hid inside.

“Don’t panic! They don’t dare to use that stuff in the city! Keep an eye on your position!” An Arrow veteran who had participated in the civil war of Madagascar stared out the window. His eyes were filled with fear, but he didn’t pass this fear to the comrades behind him.

“God…”

With a cry, a soldier holding a rifle drew a cross on his chest. Others anxiously squatted under the windowsill. The knew the enemy was in front of them, but their hands and feet couldn’t stop twitching.

“They’re attacking in this direction! The idiots… get ready to fight! Listen to me—count on three, we will—”

He didn’t get an opportunity to finish before the building collapsed into ruins like broken tofu. It buried his comrades and him. His last remaining piece of consciousness only heard the order to charge.

Just now, Celestial Trade unleashed a second round of tungsten rods against Arrow positions and precisely destroyed the strongholds of Arrow through terminal guidance, clearing the way for the advancing troops.

The battle on the ground was still in a stalemate, but the outcome of the air battle was already decided.

MiG-29’s machine guns roared in the air, but against the high-speed Aurora-20, it could only be on the receiving end of the attack. Although only four Aurora-20s were deployed at the frontline base, it was more than enough to destroy the third-generation jet’s defensive formation.

Unless NATO wanted to risk angering Russia by establishing a no-fly zone in Ukraine, or sending F35s and F22s with a high risk of battle damage, Ukraine had already lost air superiority.

Jiang Chen knew very well that this war would last for a long time, but he had no plan to drag it on. The longer it went, the less favorable for Celestial Trade with a long supply line. If Arrow received a continued stream of troops from refugees, then there would be no purpose for dragging on the war.

When the two airborne brigades completed deployment and the frontline base was established, the first batch of war supplies was transported to Donetsk by air and rail. Then the command center of Celestial Trade launched a counterattack with the code name “Lightning.”

As for those tungsten rods, it was an option outside the plan. Because of the unexpected suppression ability demonstrated in the rescue of Natasha, the previously ignored weapon was used as one of the means of attacking from outer space.

Last night, Ayesha, who was already “satisfied”, left some time for the parting couple.

Natasha had to go back to Moscow, and because of the nature of her work, she had to spend some time in the observation period after she was dismissed. However, considering the scope of her espionage and the cooperation between Russia and Celestial Trade on the Kane issue, this observation period shouldn’t last too long.

A month to half a year at most. During this time, she would be unable to leave Moscow and naturally wouldn’t be able to see Jiang Chen.

It was precisely because of this that Natasha was particularly passionate. Just like a hungry little kitten, shaking her blond hair, craving for the smell of sweet milk. She seemed to somewhat release all of her desire for the next six months that night…

It was also the first time Jiang Chen tasted “exoticness”. He gained a strong understanding of the definition “massive.”

He was in a half-drunken state when they shared their first time with hardly any memory of it. To make up for the last time, Natasha used her pair of 36D weapons to leave a “memorable” impression on Jiang Chen.

At the Voronezh airport, Natasha kissed Jiang Chen and looked at his eyes deeply.

“The plane’s about to take off,” Ayesha whispered as she looked at the table.

“Goodbye.”

Without too many words, after kissing Natasha, Jiang Chen said goodbye and headed to the Gulfstream G650.

Their parting words were already said, and it would be too melodramatic to say them again.

After the plane took off, Jiang Chen leaned on his comfortable chair. Ayesha gently pushed a holographic screen toward Jiang Chen and reported to him the situation at the front line.

“Ten minutes ago, there was good news from the frontlines; Operation Lightning has already achieved initial success. Our First and Second Orbital Airborne Brigade successfully seized the control of the Red Army Village and drove out the enemy from this area.”

“Great.” Jiang Chen took a closer look at the report then nodded with satisfaction. “The next step is to drive them across the Dnieper River. When I go back, Ivan should have the plan in place.”

“And then the war is over?” Ayesha tilted her head.

“Not possible.” Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile. “As long as the confrontation between NATO and Russia exists, the war won’t truly end.”